What is life?
That I do not understand
Feeling empty
In my heart
If I am attentive
It is not always good
If I could erase
The verb to be
If I wake up
And I'm not alone
I wonder
When I will change
I don't complain
There is no longer respect
I have nothing
That I can lose
In a minute of calm
I look in the mirror and who I am
The loose threads are tied up
My refuge is my prison
br/>There is a wait
That seems eternal
In search of every imperfection
If the falls
They hurt me so much
It's because I didn't get used to it